Chapter 340: The little iron tower is mighty

As soon as Miluo died, the ghost who had bitten the dragon every day without control had no control, so he actively released his mouth and fell to the ground, turning into a pile of stench.
"Day by day, your arm!"
Yang Zimei hurriedly raised his arm, and the black line spread directly onto his neck.
She remembered the role of the little iron tower to detox him that day, and hurriedly let him take the tower in his palm, and then used the silver needle to force the other side.
Sure enough, the small iron tower still has a very powerful drug-shaking function.
As soon as Long's hand clenched the small iron tower, he didn't wait for Yang Zimei's silver needle to start. The black poisonous line was continuously flowing to the small iron tower, as if flowing water, clearly visible.
Yang Zimei is overjoyed!
It seems that this little iron tower is really good baby!
In just five minutes, the ghosts in Long Zhuntian had reduced their poison, and all of them were completely absorbed, and there was nothing in their arms.
"Sister, you're so amazing." Xiao Qian slaps and applauds.
Yang Zimei also did not expect that it would be so magical. I do n’t know what kind of magical tool it is. I ca n’t find any history. Even the iron year, she studied it with Song Xuan. It is also unexplainable.
After the little iron tower drank the poisonous gas from the dragon day by day, it was still about to move, and began to the poisonous gas left by the ghost on the ground, like a greedy child.
And the baby ghost that was divided into two, after the little iron tower absorbed all the evil spirits on it, the entity also became a plume of smoke and disappeared under the sun.
"What should this corpse do?"
Yang Zimei looked at Luo Na's disgusting corpse on the ground, and looked at the dragon day by day.
"It's easy."
Long took out a small black bottle from his body every day, and poured a little liquid on Miluo's body.
I saw that the corpse quickly turned into a pool of blood at a speed that was visible to the naked eye and penetrated into the soil.
"Is this the legendary bone water?" Yang Zimei asked in surprise.
Long nodded day by day, "With this, killing people is easy to handle."
Indeed, this era is an era of the rule of law, not the pleasures of martial arts novels. You cannot bury an individual at will, or you will bury it if you discover it, and public security agencies will investigate and bring endless trouble.
Of course, Yang Zimei didn't want to get into trouble with state machines.
For the other poisons, the dragon gathered them up a pile every day, and poured a little bit of bone water to clean them all up so as not to poison other people.
After clearing up, Yang Zimei and Long brought Xiaoqian back to the house every day, and after changing clothes, they were lying in bed.
"Your business is done?"
Yang Zimei looked at Long Zhutian's slightly tired face and asked.
"not yet."
"Why come back so soon? Is it because you miss me so much?"
"Well, walking, suddenly my heart hurts, it feels like you're calling me, and you quickly fold it back." Long pinched her slender shoulders day by day.
Yang Zimei put his head close to his shoulder socket. "Thank you for coming back, otherwise, I don't know how to deal with those disgusting poison ghosts."
"Brow, sorry, I always want to leave you suddenly." Long bowed her head and kissed her hair every day, "excuse me!"
Yang Zimei pouted and smiled.
Indeed, she didn't like the way he looked like a dragon, coming and going in a hurry.
Every time he left, he felt a long dark.
However, she also knows that no matter how much love, everyone has their own things to do, not to mention the day by day.